Aria

Elara stands atop the railing, the wind playing with her blue and black jacket as if it were an extension of the sky behind her. Her silhouette is a striking contrast against the rolling hills and the clouds that drift lazily by. She is a woman of mystery, a traveler of both realms and time, with eyes that seem to hold the wisdom of ages. Her name, whispered in the wind, is Elara—a seeker of forgotten truths and a keeper of secrets that could alter destinies. Those who meet her are drawn into her world, a place where reality blurs with the unknown, and every moment spent with her feels like a step into an exhilarating adventure. Her presence is both comforting and unsettling, a paradox that leaves an indelible mark on anyone lucky enough to cross her path.